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How I think I look when setting up twists

How I actually look

chris is so obsessed with eating pussy that he can’t help but tug on his dick while at it.

he’s definitely the type to be so aroused by your smell, the taste of your cunt, and especially how your legs flail and shake just by his mouth. some would say that he’d get more mindfucked than you, alternating between tongue-fucking you and sucking your clit. chris wouldn’t care that his mouth, his chin, and his jaw would be soaked by your juices. all that he cares about is to make you feel good — to take care of you.

“d-daddy…” you whimper when you feel him sucking your clit harder. his rough hands grab onto your thighs, pushing your legs back into you, practically folding you in half so that he can take more of your pussy.

chris responds with an animalistic growl, shaking his head side to side as he devours your soaked cunt. “so messy,” he mumbles against you, “m-messy cunt for daddy, hm?” his eyes stares into your own before he licks a broad, wet stripe to collect your essence.

all that he ever wants to do is to take care of you. that’s his goal. all he needs to do is to make you cum, again and again and again. with the combination of your moans, your soft skin against his hands, and your pussy all over his mouth — chris unknowingly snakes his right hand down beneath his black boxers, squeezing his hard cock before he starts to stroke. his mind goes empty as he feeds onto your taste, using your hot whimpers as motivation. with his mouth on yours and his fist tight around his cock, he feels an overwhelming amount of pleasure that had his mind spinning.

“daddy—mmh fuck—feels so good eating this pretty pussy, baby,” he slurs, eyes rolling back to his head when he finally puts his mouth back to you. you release a squeal when his tongue draws figure eights around your folds, making you grab onto his curls and push his head further into your pussy. this action turned him on even more, seeing you so needy for his mouth had him feral.

chris moans and growls against your cunt, the vibrations sending shivers throughout your body which makes you buck your hips up with no control. “ohh fuck,” chris groans, tugging his cock out of his boxers. your eyes widen in shock when you look down to see a glimpse of him fucking his fist. the sight of chris with his eyebrows furrowed, eyes on yours, and his dick being played with while he eats your cunt like a starved man had you gushing.

he doesn’t stop. he devours you until right the very edge of your climax, but he doesn’t let you cum right away.

he smirks, now using the tip of his tongue to tease your throbbing bud, circling around it then giving kitten licks. “d-daddy, don’t tease me,” you breathe out desperately, bucking your hips up in hopes that he’d put his entire mouth back into you again.

“oh, baby,” he mocks by frowning at you, “you don’t like it when i tease you? tsk tsk.” suddenly, chris spits directly on your clit then spanks your cunt sharply with his other hand. your body jolts at that, making chris chuckle at your reaction. “cute, adorable little baby. you should know by now that daddy gets so fucking turned on from teasing you, makin’ you all needy for me. i mean look,”

chris stands upright, showing you how he strokes his long, hard cock, using his precum as lube. you whine desperately at the sight, your walls clenching around nothing. “daddy’s cock is so hard just by eating you out.” he continues to stroke his cock sensually before you, knowing that it’ll make you needier for him, more submissive.

“i want you inside me, please,” you muster up the courage to ask, pleading up at him with beady eyes.

chris raises a brow at you, “yeah? what does my baby girl want? my tongue or my cock inside that tight hole?”

fuck. did you have to choose only one?

chris chuckles at how you were speechless, practically seeing the gears in your head searching for an answer. he leans down to you, now face to face with each other. he generously gives you a long, deep kiss, before whispering against your ear, “it’s okay, baby. i know what you want. i’ll give you both tonight; my tongue and my cock inside that wet, tight little pussy. just be a good girl f’me then, okay? i promise to take care of you.”

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[ m.list | kofi ]

Oh ok

leeknow’s face card so insane that u can’t help but to ride it while letting him fuck ur throat at the same time. letting his hips buck into yours without any care that you’re choking, eyes watering, and drooling all over — at least you’re being rewarded with his tongue lapping up your pussy and your clit sucked. got him so pussydrunk that he doesn’t care he’s got your juices all over his chin and lips, messy. you’re both addicted to it; with a face like that it deserves to be sat on at all times anyway

oh and hello btw

wdyt of headcanons of bff!jongho and his gentle habit of running the tip of his nose, lips, and fingers across your skin and u reciprocate so the tension gets thicker and thicker each time but on a random rainy day, while cuddling, your fingers trace up his thighs and somewhere below his belly button and he SNAPS‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭

NO WAIT WAIT WAIT 🤚🏻🤚🏻🤚🏻🛑🛑🛑 IM SUCh A SUCKER FOR SOFT AND LIGHT TOUCHES??? AND JONGHO IS THE PERFECT CONTENDER FOR THIS BC I SEE IT????

I want to see Jongho’s face and reaction when you trail your fingertips up and down his thigh absentmindedly. It starts off playful and Jongho likes the way it tickles since he does it so often—pressing soft kisses against your nose, temple, thighs and you always squeal when he does that. When you do it, it sends electricity down his spine too, and he adores it. Just one problem, it’s starting to get him hot and bothered for some reason when you do it to him.

Jongho pretends he doesn’t notice, but the higher your hands trail up his thighs, the more his breath hitches, and then when your hand is hovering over his pelvic region, his hand grabs yours and you’re staring right at his unreadable expression.

Before you know it, he has you trapped underneath him, his hands are pining both your wrists down.

He asks, “and just what do you think you’re trying to do?” You would shrug innocently.

“You always do that,” you’d reply innocently. Jongho only stares back. Oh boy does he want to ruin you so bad. He drags your clothes off you, one by one before he completely undresses himself, his cock slapping against his lower abdomen as he sighs.

Soon enough you find yourself taking his thick cock up your sopping cunt. Your legs are resting over his shoulders, tears streaking down your face as you take every fucking inch Jongho gives you. His fat cock is amazing at sending sparks beneath your eyelids every time he has you filled up and whining, and he’s just soaking in the completely fucked out expression you give him whenever he renters you to break you over and over again.

He bites and sucks against your legs that are propped up on his shoulders as you completely fall apart when your orgasm hits you, whining so fucking loud when Jongho intentionally slows down his thrusts when you’re shaking from the orgasm with a smirk.

To be fair, he’s not lasting any longer than you are—he’s biting the inside of his cheek when you’re fluttering over his rigid cock with your convulsing walls, accompanied by you screaming his name like a mantra.

He becomes completely undone—jerking forward with a moan and a string of curses as he spurts and empties right into your tight hole, so much that it’s starting to leak out of you. He pulls out, and a few more spurts land on your tummy.

Jongho’s ready to take a bunch of tissues to clean the both of you up, but he halts his tracks when your hand grabs his wrist, and you’re looking up at him with those sinful eyes, and you murmur, “not enough, babe. Need more.”

It take him less than a spilt second to grow rock hard again at your perfect little fucked out state, still begging for him to fuck you until your mind breaks. He glances at the window—the thunderstorm is still raging on—before his attention is back onto you, as he climbs over your frame, rubbing his cock against your ruined folds, watching you sigh before your face contorts into pleasure once more.

This took me places my mind would have never thought of… fuck 😩🫠🔥

pussy drunk minho

he'll never admit how dumb he gets for your pussy~

-contains mature themes

"kitten, im not that obsessed with your pussy" minho scoffed out. you clicked your tongue.

now that was a lie.

"i doubt you could last an entire week without it" you argued back. he smirked.

"game on." now it was your turn to make a face.

"so if i win, you'll wear the collar?" his expression dropping. you could see the wheels in his head turning. wondering if he could really beat you against this game.

"that is...that is if you win. which you won't im sure of it but alright" you couldn't help but smile.

"deal"

"seriously though i can live without eating you out..." you laughed right in his face. to which he rolled his eyes.

the whole argument starting when you asked if you could dom him. his immediate response being a firm no. you couldn't help but whine, even begging for it.

if he could dom you. you could dom him.

his response being "i'd rather be the one in control. i feel uneasy submitting."

so you decided to pry more into it. you wanted to know more. to truly understand him.

"because i feel like my mind will go all fuzzy and i'll look like an idiot" that was exactly why you wanted to take charge. if not for sometime. you were happy even if it was a one time thing.

minho was cute eitherway and he'd be even more cuter on his knees.

and then what really did it for you was when he said he wasn't that obsessed with eating you out.

a lie honestly.

his morning routine consisting of waking you up with his face between your legs. breathless and absolutely horny. grinding against the mattress.

it didn't matter if he had to go out. that always came first. and he was one to give amazing head. always having that confident smirk after making you cum.

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the day one was fine.

he seemed normal. doing his daily tasks. going to the company. coming back all sweaty and laying on your chest. you couldn't help how sweet he was.

day three was when you noticed him staring.

you hadn't even realised the t shirt you were wearing had ridden up. enough to have your panties exposed. he was talking to you about the dance formations when all of a sudden you noticed the way his eyes kept lingering downwards.

so playfully you spread your legs open and closed them. you weren't being obvious. him on the other hand was captivated.

eyes locked onto your covered heat.

"minho." you called out. he looked back at your face so fast you wanted to laugh.

"hm?" he hummed out, casually walking out of the room, mumbling that he was going to shower.

when he did go for a bath, you pressed your ear against the door. a heat pooling in your lower abdomen at the sound of him jacking off.

"pfft and he says he can do without it" you muttered under your breath.

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"you want my cunt so bad, don't you baby" you teased. loving the way he hid his face in the pillows beside you. it looked like he was throwing a tantrum.

"come onnn just put the collar on and then you can taste me-" you suggested, rubbing his back.

"no no no no no-" he chanted cutting you off mid sentence, voice muffled.

stubborn as hell. there was no possible way he would do it.

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"was it that difficult, huh?" minho stared up at you with crazy eyes.

first of all, to get him on his knees was a hassle. and now he glared at you playfully. you let out a small laugh. he really looked like an angry kitten. the clip on cat ears and black collar around his neck made him look so soft.

"are you gonna be a goo-"

"just let me eat y-" you clicked your tongue. now he was really pissing you off. a bratty smile on his face. you just wanted to slap him.

"yes yes. now can i-"

"thats it. im done" you stood up, ready to leave. until you were pulled back. minho gripping your thighs. a look of guilt on his face.

"i'm sorry. i'll be good" he mumbled, a small pout emerging.

"promise?"

"hmmmm"

you sighed. you didn't trust him yet. so you took the leash out. his mouth opening and closing when you hooked it onto the collar. his eyes locked onto were you clutched the leash.

"wh-"

his original question turning into a breathy moan. his face plummeting between your legs.

inhaling your soaked panties for a good few seconds. before he lifted his head back up.

using his teeth to take off your panties. you could see the way his breath hitched upon seeing your cunt. it had been so long since. he saw your pussy. after days. up close. leaning in.

a firm tug to the collar. a small grunt leaving him.

"you think you can just get right into it?" you raised an eyebrow, looking down at him. he seemed to understand. his pride wouldn't let him. but reluctantly he asked.

"may i...please?"

you nodded. satisfied.

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you gasped. fuck you hadn't even realised how much you missed his mouth on you. his tongue licking into your cunt.

nose deliciously rubbing against your clit. face practically buried there. you were worried he wouldn't be able to breathe.

so you held onto his collar, pulling him back.

"m-mmmh... i-ive been so good" he whined, breathing heavily. your essence and his spit staining his chin and nose.

you noticed he was hard. precum soaking into his sweatpants.

"don't think i didn't notice you humping my foot" you choked out.

pussy throbbing at the loss of contact. you needed his mouth back on you.

"couldn't h-help it, sorry" he apologised, keeping his head down. as if he didn't deserve it. you ran your hands through his hair, tucking a few strands behind his ear.

"its okay, kitten. use my leg, hm?" you reassured, closing your legs around his head.

"aahmmhh f-fuck" minho cried out. enveloped by your thighs. nevertheless taking the opportunity to slurp at your dripping cunt. lewd noises echoing throughout the room.

his hips slowly moving. beginning to grind against your foot. you unconciously pressed down on his cock.

a muffled whimper escaping him.

"you're such a slut, a-aren't you" you hissed out. his lips wrapped around your swollen clit. as he sucked. pushing his nose against your cunt. trying to take more than he could possibly handle.

"say it, baby. you're a slut.." he gasped, glassy eyes looking up at you. sweat dripping down his neck.

lips swollen and red.

"s-slut for...for your p-pussy" he repeated. begging to make you cum.

"dumb f-for your cunt only ahhh"

"please p-please c-cum m-mommy" your breath hitching at the name. you let him get back. cock begging for release.

"gonna cum?" you whimpered out, nearly your climax. his head shaking as he humped your leg desperately.

"c-come on kitty, make me cum"

you moaned loudly, his wet muscle shoved so deep inside of you. his own high pitched moan joining you. both of you cumming at the same time.

a wet patch on his pants. his hips still bucking as he let his tongue hang out. riding his climax out.

nevertheless he cleaned you up. licking and running his tongue through your folds. making sure to not waste a single drop of your tasty essence.

small little whines leaving him at your taste.

"my perfect kitty" you praised him. minho panting as he looked at you. pouting. asking for a kiss. his head resting against your thigh.

"good k-kitty?"

"did so good for me"

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"yeah okay okay...im a hundred percent drunk on your damn pussy"

"AHAH SO I WON-"

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